When I rode a horse around Ghost Ranch — yes, I said "ride a horse," I was able to get closer to the formations than while on a wheeled vehicle. I loved being in the open air as much as I was on this trip. The silence, the purity of the air, the spiritual cleansing brought me to tears more often than I thought possible.

This is the painting I gave to the hotel manage as a thank you for taking a chance on letting us paint in the new conference center.